National School Prince Is A Girl

The sensation caused is not small.

Even Yunhu, who was drinking mineral water, looked over here.

I do n’t know. After reading it, he understands why the people around him are so crazy.

However, it is strange.

How did the captain think about coming to A?

Yunhu just stood up, and the man behind him dropped the basketball in his hand: "Where is Master Yun? Where are you going? If you have counseled, just say it."

His words.

Not only Yunhu can hear.

Audiences around you can hear it.

Of course, including Bo Jiu and Qin Mo.

The two were not sitting, one with a black mask and one with a trousers pocket in one hand, and stood there so long and raised his eyebrows.

The man hadn’t realized the subtle atmosphere, but took a step forward, pointing his finger: "Since you have chosen a major in programming, just be your otaku, there is nothing great about playing games. Seduce girls everywhere, understand? "

Yunhu looked back and looked at him like that: "I don't understand."

"You!" The man groaned: "Is this not persuading? Then what do you mean by not seeing the real chapter on the court?"

Yunhu gave him a "silly, forceful" look and continued to move forward, as if to say, I don't play because you are unworthy.

The person was extremely popular, and his eyes narrowed: "I see you know that following the forest wind, it's very happy to stir up, right?"

Hearing the words, Yunhu put down the backpack in his hand, his eyes glaring like ice.

"Why? Want to beat me?" The man patted his face and put it in front of Yunhu: "If you hit it, you don't want to go to the national competition again, you are also happy to be banned, right?" ... "

Boom!

The other party has not spoken yet.

I saw a basketball flying from the position in the auditorium.

Unbiased, just hit his knee.

The face of the whole person who made him hurt changed, and he hugged his leg like that, and yelled out, "Women's horse! Who is it!"

As the man spoke, he looked in the direction of the basketball flying.

I saw the silver-haired boy standing in the crowd, brushing off his black mask, his eyes darkened: "Sorry, my hands are slippery."

"You ... you!" The man wanted to rush over.

Another basketball flew over.

This time it was not his leg that was beaten, but his face!

Boom!

The man who got it fell down backwards, and the dizziness in front of him was almost straight.

Stretched his hand and touched his nose, a piece of red.

Female horse!

Who is this time!

The man sat up empty.

Qin Mo, the culprit, has come to his side, and his voice is very soft: "I am also slippery. People who play games usually have slippery hands."

"You, you guys!" The man would scold.

Yunhu pulled the coat over there: "Not to pick? Come on."

The people around him knew that Yunhu would be angry today.

In fact, Yunhu has already said that he will not play basketball during this time, because the national competition is coming, he does not want any accident in his hand.

But today this one obviously touched Yunhu's reverse scale.

"Brother Tiger, we can't do it."

The same is the Department of Programming, they are really afraid of these sports students to do something.

What's more, with their skills, how could they win each other?

Soft without war.

Yunhu frowned.

Bo Jiu reached out and took off the mask: "I'll fight."